Midsummer Reverie
by Jinjia Grace Hu
You’ll bask in the sun on a beach in Kauai, lying on baked sand as the briny breeze kisses your lips.
You’ll take large gulps of Mai Tai—no Piña Colada, since you’re allergic to pineapples—and burp, loud and free.
You’ll eat crispy-edged spam musubi, dive into turquoise water, and surface just before you think you might drown—you won’t really drown, just as you won’t really miss him.
He has no name here, no place.
You’ll turn off your phone, tear up the invitations, throw away the sapphire lace bra—your something blue—and delete the number of the psychic who said you and he were written in the stars.
You’ll stop believing in tarot cards, crystal balls, or tea leaves, because in this midsummer reverie, you are your own fortune teller.
Jinjia Grace Hu is an MFA candidate in creative writing at Columbia University. Her work has appeared in The First Line, New Word Order, The Bloomin’ Onion, Bright Flash Literary Review, 50-Word Stories and elsewhere.
Photo by Ganapathy Kumar on Unsplash
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